Job 4:15-19

15And a spirit passed before my face — the hair of my flesh stood up —

16It stood still; I could not discern the appearance thereof: a form was before mine eyes; I heard a slight murmur and a voice:

17Shall [mortal] man be more just than 1God? Shall a man be purer than his Maker?

18Lo, he trusteth not his servants, and his angels he chargeth with folly:

19How much more them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed as the moth!